"Fuck... you naughty kid, why don't you run away? Give me back my wallet! Forget it, otherwise you will be beaten and sent to the police station!"
As soon as Fu Yang finished speaking, a burst of laughter came from the alley behind him.
It's like scratching a blackboard with fingernails, it's very harsh and creepy.
"You damn little bastard, I finally caught you!"
A figure slowly walked from the darkness into the dim light.
He is 1.6 meters tall, bare-chested, and has dark skin. He has bone rings on his ears, lips, nose, and cheeks, which makes him look very weird.
It is the Thai head-dropping master Tu Kacha!
Fu Yang was startled and blurted out: "Damn it! Are you doing performance art? You look so stupid and stupid..."
At the same time, he also felt that this guy looked a bit familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
"Master, can you let my sister go now?"
The little beggar Tou'er at the end of the alley behind him said timidly. At the same time, he quickly ran to Tukacha with a begging expression.
In an instant, Fu Yang's mind was filled with lightning and he understood everything!
This monster must have captured the little beggar's dependent sister, forced her to steal her wallet, and then deliberately led her into this inaccessible dead-end alley.
Poor this little beggar, he thought that Tu Kacha would really let his sister and himself go.
But for a crazy head-dropping master, this is nothing short of a fantasy!
"Little brother, come here quickly! Come to the big brother, that's a bad guy!"
Fu Yang shouted anxiously, but it was already too late.
Tukhacha's skinny hand had already touched the little beggar's head, and he smiled ferociously: "Little guy, your sister has already gone to see the great evil god. I'll send you there too, quack quack..."
With a strong hand, five fingers actually poked directly into his head!
The poor little beggar didn't even have time to scream, and he died.
And it turned into a ball of blood mist, and penetrated along the arm into the thin and dark body of the beggar. The little beggar's body dried up instantly, shrunk to the size of a baby, and fell to the ground.
"Ah, it feels so good! Chinese people just taste better than us Thais..."
This damn evil head-bending master also let out a comfortable groan, "Smash, smash, smash."
The scene in front of him made Fu Yang furious and trembling with anger. Although he didn't know where this guy came from, and he was trying so hard to find him just to mess with him, he already had the idea of killing him!
"I'm going to kill your eighteenth generation ancestor!"
He roared, rushed over with all his strength, and at the same time drew the talisman with both hands in the air. A phantom shot past, it was the Maoshan Ghost Suppressing Talisman!
Wow wow wow, wow wow wow...
Waves of babies' cries rang out. A black shadow, with an astonishing speed, suddenly swooped down from mid-air. It hit the phantom of the "Ghost Suppressing Talisman" and was shattered.
"what happened?!"
Fu Yang was stunned, and through the dim street lights, he saw a big-headed doll floating not far ahead. It had a ferocious face and a mouth full of sharp teeth.
It's the little ghost descending!
I and Wei Ke were once sneak-attacked by Li Fang and a gang leader in the alleyway back to school. We were easily controlled by Wei Ke, and were later saved by Ah Huang.
Tukacha at the other end of the alley smiled evilly: "Maoshan Ghost Suppressing Talisman, how dare you use such a rudimentary talisman? And there is no talisman paper, so the power is halved. Damn you little thing, you and another little Chinese Taoist priest destroyed me
Not to mention, a little devil has ruined my good deeds again today, causing me to lose a lot of money from a big client. I can't forgive you!"
Jiantoushi, Xiaoguijiang, this crow-like voice...
Fu Yang quickly connected the information in his mind and figured out what was going on.
"It turns out that the source of Li Fang's kid surrender that night was this head surrender master named Tu Kacha! It was also this guy who controlled Xiao Hua and wanted to use the living dead to harm Tang Li. Wait! I remembered, that night with
It was he who went to the botanical garden with Liu Mengshu to snatch the core of the evil tree demon!"
Thinking of this, he laughed disdainfully.
"Tu Ka Chai? That name is so stupid! Old man, you and Liu Mengshu went to the botanical garden some time ago. Didn't you feel bad when you were shot twice in the back? If I had known better, I should have aimed at your cock and hit your balls.
I’ll break them all to pieces for you.”
After hearing Fu Yang's words, Master Jiangtou was stunned for a moment, and then he immediately understood.
"It was you! It was you who attacked me and Xie Daozi with a gun that night, causing the mission to fail!"
Two groups of terrifying blood appeared in his eyes. He was obviously shaking with anger and wanted to kill Fu Yang.
At this moment, the two have old and new hatreds and are fighting to the death!
"Come on! You foreign idiot, let me come and meet you. Let you experience the Taoism and magical powers of China!"
He took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket and cast the golden needle spell!
This is considered a relatively powerful offensive Taoist technique among Maoshan's basic Taoist techniques.
There was a sharp whistling sound in the air, and dozens of sharp golden needles as thick as an adult's middle finger appeared out of thin air and shot toward Tu Ka Chai.
The kid flew over with a whine and wanted to help his master, but he only stopped the ordinary "golden needle".
"Give it to me!"
Fu Yang screamed in his heart.
It's a pity that Tukacha, as a well-known evil head-dressing master in Thailand, is not a vegetarian.
The white staff polished from human bones in his hand swung and whirred. It actually formed an airtight fan shape in front of his eyes.
Ding-ding-ding-ding.
All the "golden needles" formed by the spell were blocked by this bone stick.
"Little Gui Jiang, kill this little brat for me! Eat him alive and rip out his heart and lungs!"
Tu Kacha gave an order, and the kid's attack became more ferocious. He whined like a child and kept swooping down at Fu Yang from all directions. His sharp teeth and claws wanted to bite his flesh and blood.
Because the kid descended too fast and attacked like a madman, he had no time to chant spells and perform Taoist techniques. In desperation, he could only pick up an old-fashioned broom made of wooden sticks and thorns from the corner as a weapon to resist this attack.
The devil descends.
Fu Yang waved the broom, fighting and then retreating.
The thorns on it had been torn to pieces by the sharp claws and teeth of the little devil, and finally only a wooden stick remained.
"Look at my ghost-killing stick skills! Don't think that because you are a naughty kid, I will strike lightly."
He finally seized an opportunity and hit Xiaogui Jiang on the head with a wooden stick as thick as his arm.
boom!
The ghost was knocked out of the air and hit the wall next to the alley. It made an even more shrill and terrifying scream...
Huhu
Even though Fu Yang was in excellent physical condition, he was still out of breath and sweating on his forehead right now.
After all, this is his official first battle after becoming a successor of Ghost Dao and embarking on the path of monasticism!
For the first time, a person faces an evil spirit alone and uses magic to fight against it!